Fetish [NamGiSeok]

7

"What the fuck is going on here?" Suga asked.

Everyone could clearly hear the anger and confusion in his voice. The older man stepped further into the house eyes looking around the faces. Two familiar and one.. not.

Jin bit his bottom lip as the blonde got closer to him. Panic began to rise as to what the man would do. Namjoon watched anxiously as Suga stared at Jin, whom had begun to turn pale.

J-Seok watched with a wide smile spread across his face. He was excited as to what was to come next. "Do it, Yoon." He cooed towards his friend.

Namjoon shook his head frantically. "Don't!" He said.

"Namjoon-ah!" Jin yelled, fearful gaze never leaving the blonde man.

Suga hovered over him. Jin saw him as dominant, very stern, and cold. He didn't like that combination.

"Don't hurt him! He had nothing to do with me running away! It was all me. It was my decision. He had nothing to do with it." Namjoon exclaimed standing to face the older man.

Suga turned tilting his head at Namjoon's response.

"I know you're angry.. because I ran away.. And I did try to go to the cops. I admit it. You're mad at me. Not him. He's just an innocent person. Take your anger out on the source." Namjoon said balling his fists at his sides. He was aware that his voice had come out shakey, but it didn't matter. What he said was true. He hadn't even known Jin for that long, but the man had helped him. He was innocent. He didn't deserve to die because of Namjoon's actions.

Namjoon would be damned if he'd have anyone die because of him.

He parted his lips to try to convince Suga further, but his breath had hitched. His throat felt constricted.

"You talk too much." Hoseok scoffed shoving Namjoon to the floor.

"Hoseok." Suga said.

The dark haired man eyed Namjoon for a moment before locking eyes with his friend. "Let me. I can't wait any longer. Suga, let me." Hoseok said.

"... Wait.." Namjoon stuttered feeling Hoseok's hand wrap into his shirt.

"Just don't kill him. Know your limit." Suga warned.

Hoseok started to drag Namjoon down the hall by his shirt. The other kicked his legs struggling to break free from the man's grasp.

The killer pulled him as if he didn't weigh a thing. Jin had a sudden urge to jump up and get Namjoon away from the man, but Suga held him in place. His fear demanded him to stay seated. To not make any move. To not do anything that would get him killed. Namjoon had sacrificed himself for Jin's sake, after all. He couldn't let it go in vain.

The older flinched at the impact of a door slamming shut. Namjoon's muffled curses and yells echoed throughout the house. Suga's calm expression never wavered as he took a seat in the chair Hoseok had been sat. "What is your name?" He asked. Jin didn't seem to notice the question as his attention was still trained on what was going on down the hallway.

A soft, but slightly loud bang rang suddenly earning a jump from the scared man. He looked down slowly noticing a small hole embedded into the floor.

"I asked you your name. What's happening beyond this area is none of your concern."

"... W.. Why do you... even want to know my name..?"

"Hm.. I'd like to write your family. Tell them your last words before I'd kill you." The blonde said petting Yeontan whom had jumped onto his lap. The cat had gotten startled at hearing his owner's cries for help. His fur stood against his skin. His golden eyes strained in the direction of Namjoon's voice.